Xun Mei Curtain Move

Chapter 142

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However, she soon smelled a faint bath fragrance, which was different from the mint fragrance she used, the other party seemed to use Zixun...

The text on the book has a light shadow..

She knew that Shen Qinggui was right in front of her eyes.

Naturally, Mo Jimo wouldn't try to cover it up like that. Not only is he impolite, but also...

But she was still a step too late.

"You don't want to look at me in the morning... Do I look so sad?"

"She's so sensitive early in the morning, Miss Shen just has a little heart..."

In a different way, she has to be said to be stingy.

Mo Jimo closed the book, looked up, but saw the shadow approaching...

The lips are warm and moist, with a light fragrance.

The eyelashes of the two seem to touch...

From such a tiny distance...

Maybe it's because the sunshine this morning is so beautiful, or because she's really been living too comfortably recently, or because she woke up in the morning, so at that moment, she didn't escape, and she was a little ignorant of being kissed lightly by this person until she was about to deepen her love. ...

She came back to herself suddenly.

Just about to back away, but found that the other party was one step faster than her, backed away a little, and smiled softly.

"Good morning...beautiful girl"

Mo Jimo looked at her, put down his book, and said calmly, "There's porridge in the kitchen..."

Really calm.

Shen Qinggui was taken aback, and stared at her for a while...while Mo Jimo subconsciously avoided.

A kiss fell on the forehead.

"I won't say thank you this time, but please continue in the future"

After speaking, she smiled and walked away.

Mo Jimo sat there, looking at someone's back... Subconsciously, he touched his forehead.

In fact, there is no trace, as if it entered the heart.

Shen Qinggui ate the porridge in a slow manner, accompanied by side dishes, while looking at the text messages on the phone..

Looking at it, she glanced at Mo Jimo who was on the sofa.

Quxianghen

Investigate Mo Jimo...

It can't be because of her "marriage partner".

There was a slight light in Shen Qinggui's eyes, and when he saw Mo Jimo get up and walk over, he forked off the page carelessly.

But I saw Mo Jimo go in...

After a while, a bowl of soup was brought out and placed on the table.

bright red...

Shen Qinggui looked at her, "What is this?"

"soup"

"You cooked it for me?" Shen Qinggui pondered for a few seconds before asking, her fingers on the table were slightly curled, this was her subtle movement, and only Mei Zhizhen and others knew - at this moment Shen Da Beauty is not as calm as she appears on the surface.

"You don't look well"

"Ah, make up for me?"

Someone had malicious intentions, Mo Jimo remained silent.

just look at someone...

Someone is going to drink it...

But ah, she just took a sip... her expression was suffocated.

That expression... is memorable.

"This soup..."

Shen Damei's tone was a bit weak..

"Pork liver, red dates, and ginger... By the way, I also threw in a little wolfberry, how does it taste?"

"...Well, it's sour and refreshing..."

Look at this sour tone...

Recently, Mo Jimo finally felt relieved from the depression accumulated by this person...

"Comfortable?" Shen Qinggui asked with a smile.

"Of course." Mo Jimo didn't hide it.

"I'm asking about a certain night and a certain day..."

night...day...

It was only then that Mo Jimo understood the other party's "maliciousness", but she was used to being teased, so she wasn't immune at all.

"Looks like you've been uncomfortable..."

"Then you misunderstood... As long as you are comfortable, I will be comfortable"

“…”

Veteran drivers have a set of suits, and big stars are no opponents, so they can only

Get up and go upstairs..

When she got off after changing her clothes, she found that the bowl on the table was empty.

Mo Jimo was stunned for a moment, if this person throws it away, why didn't he put the bowl away...

Still on the edge of the table.

"Are you finished?"

"kindness"

Shen Qinggui supported her chin with one hand, "The ingredients are very caring, but the cooking skills are not very good, so we need to make persistent efforts."

Hehe, Mo Jimo ignored her, and went over to get the bowl with his hands. It just so happened that Shen Qinggui did the same, with her hands on the backs of her hands...

Mo Jimo's eyes trembled, and he withdrew his hand.

Shen Qinggui glanced at her with a half-smile...

Go in with the bowl...

Mo Jimo went to visit her uncle in the medical room next door. In fact, she has nothing to do in country d. Let's talk about friends. She has always had few friends. Although she has acquaintances in country d, she has rarely seen them. The person who pushed the road, after learning about some uncle's condition in the hospital, in this case, she can eat at the medical center, but in the evening, she went back to the next door..

After all, it's next door, so it's strange not to go back to eat, isn't it?

As a result, when I entered the door, there was no one in the house.

It is estimated that the person also left.

Recently, she got used to staying in the same room with others. Although that kind of thing never happened again, she was never uncomfortable and gradually got used to it.

Suddenly quiet, she was not used to it.

Are people so cheap?

She smiled bitterly.

Taking off his coat, Mo Jimo went into the kitchen and looked at the things in the refrigerator... There were very few things... When she was cooking in the morning, she just looked for white rice and didn't look at it carefully. Let's look at it now...

It is estimated that this person has never been used to cooking.

Mo Jimo looked at the refrigerator full of drinks and snacks...snacks...

Does that person also eat snacks?

In her mind, she suddenly pictured Shen Qinggui eating snacks while watching a Korean bubble drama...

Really...

She couldn't help but curl her mouth, and took out eggs and tomatoes from the refrigerator...

She just took it out and beat the egg...

The cell phone on the table rang, and when I was walking out...

The door of the conference room opened, and a group of people came out one by one, only to see a fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged celebrity wearing a slim gray vest and casual, slim trousers...

Slender and exquisite, beautiful.

More than [-] people stood there in a daze.

Everyone here is a super elite, in suits and leather shoes. I have seen a lot of beauties, and I have seen a lot of big stars. Some people have even had close contact with female stars, but this one... I'm afraid it's different.

No makeup, no gowns, no jewelry.

It's as simple as that, with an egg beater in one hand and a mobile phone in the other..

When he saw them, he seemed to be surprised, but he was also very calm, his eyes were like a crescent moon..

In other words, this is the boss's territory, so...

Boss friend?

Besides Mei Boss, it seems that there is only the European wolf king...

But those two are obviously different from this one, after all, those who can enter the house...

More than 20 people all smiled at Mo Jimo and nodded in a friendly way, which was outrageously polite.

But when Shen Qinggui, who was walking in front, saw Mo Jimo like this...

Smiled, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes...is also for my body?"

This is simply...

Mo Jimo saw those friendly and admiring gazes instantly turned into flattery...

Senior officials expressed great enthusiasm and love for the egg and the tomato scrambled eggs, as if they had never eaten this thing in this life or it was their favorite food in this life..

Mo Jimo was also drunk, but he couldn't reach out to hit the smiling face.

After this group of people left.

"I don't eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes," Shen Qinggui said.

"It's not for you to eat," Mo Jimo also said.

"You always cook for yourself?"

"Occasionally, what is your expression?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that you can see me alive, God still cares for you"

Mo Jimo wanted to pin the egg on this guy.

However... the wrist is pulled directly.

"Go, go."

Eh?Why go, Mo Jimo was dragged out by Shen Qinggui...

"shopping"

It's not strange for two women to go shopping in the supermarket, what's strange is that Mo Jimo and Shen Qinggui...

Most of the French materials are more expensive, what salmon, what big dragon and small, what...

"You don't need to buy so much, we can't eat it...don't waste it." This man is rich, but Mo Jimo also has his own habits, and he won't compromise easily.

Not wasting is one of them.

“There will be guests at home at night”

guest?

"Oh...then buy it" Mo Jimo replied subconsciously, but he suddenly realized it, and then saw Shen Qinggui smiling brightly.

At home...we have guests..

Such a natural tone.

they....

Mo Jimo's cheeks warmed up slightly, and he turned his head to ignore this big daughter who was covered in new machines and full of tricks.

But Mo Jimo still underestimated the depth of a certain person's routines. For example, after she selected some condiments, she turned around and found that the person had already arrived there, seemed to be picking something, and had a pleasant conversation with the enthusiastic waiter in German with.

Mo Jimo pushed the car past beside him.

She has studied Spanish and Italian... German is not familiar with it, so she can't understand it, but the waiter seems to be very enthusiastic about her, and seems to say something, it should be a suggestion..

"She thinks you are beautiful, and she should like this taste," Shen Qinggui translated.

kindness?

Mo Jimo smiled at the waiter.

Respond in English: "I generally prefer lighter flavors, but she likes stronger flavors"

The waiter picked out two small boxes with a smile, handed them to Mo Jimo, and blinked ambiguously, then left..

"Is there anything else I want to buy? What kind of seasoning is this..." Mo Jimo looked at the things in his hand.

small box..

Mo Jimo took a closer look, the expression on his face...

Shen Qinggui leaned against her and pressed her ear: "Ah, you're actually quite wasteful...Obviously we don't need this between us, don't we?"

Routine ruins life...

set...way...

Mo Jimo threw it to Shen Qinggui like a hot potato, "You did it on purpose!"

"You've wronged me..." Shen Qinggui said slowly with the small box sandwiched between her plain ring, "I just did it on purpose..."

"....",

I bought something.

back home...

"First of all, I don't know French cuisine. It seems that you have to contact a French chef..."

As Mo Jimo said so, he put the bag on the table.

"It's okay, I will"

You can?

Mo Jimo looked at Shen Qinggui in surprise.